Times have changed
Time is gone
No more saints
And war at every dawn
Stand and stare
A bed of flowers
A sea of snares
They're takin' all the power
Are we to be weeping prophets
Are we to lay down and die
Are we to be sleeping rockets
Despite the fire inside we keep quiet
The key is love
It breathes, it moves
From chains of fear
It releases you
It releases you
But when we wake
When we wake
When we wake
When we wake